Ocean's Breath Plateau Buried alive inside my dreams, but it was all a fake-out

for @Chakliux whenever you're ready <3

A seawolf by blood and by heart, Marina was accustomed to the perpetual damp of the coastline — but the cold, that was another matter entirely. As the weather shifted she fell into discomfort; her furs had thickened but not quite enough, leaving her to huddle in her den or bask under what sunlight still came through the clouds when she desired warmth.

Then she started to get sick. Just a cold, as far as she could tell, but she was not a fan. A sense of fatigue settled over her, and her presence on the plateau was announced now by faint sniffling. Her face felt on fire today, and so she found herself pressing past the shoreline and plunging into the waves beyond. Only when she was thoroughly soaked and shivering did she finally emerge from the water with a shake of her pale coat. She felt a little better. But Marina was no medic; she had no way of knowing that her little venture into the waters would likely worsen her condition.